My thanks to Charlotte for featuring three sets from The Language of Loss: Haiku & Tanka Conversations (Sable Books 2020), winner of the 2019 International Women's Haiku Book Contest:
rainbows
spin from the crest
of a wave . . .
I wish we'd had more
time to say goodbye
feathers
on the empty beach
I write his name
**
a star tortoise
carries the universe
on its back . . .
are we slowly moving
away from each other
dark matter
we never plan
to be alone
**
ancient graves
sink into marshland . . .
the long bones
of our ancestors
wandering, still
hollyhocks
our parents grow smaller
every year
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